Spring on Watauga Lake is a rock and roll ride. One day it is 70 degrees with a whisper of change in the breeze, and the next the temperature plummets back to 40, reminding us that there are still dues to be paid before the gift of summer is upon us. But around the lake life is stirring...the frogs voicing their mating calls, birds building their nests...one even taking up residence in our mailbox. But it is the incessant blooming of the flowering trees and bulbs bursting forth from the earth that reveals the vibrant beauty around the lake. True to nature's finding a way, clusters of daffodils are noticeable even in the woods, outside the boundaries of anyone's garden. Salvatore and I take in the sights on our long walks...sometimes with camera in hand, and sometimes just to bank the photographs in our minds eye.
Spring brings people too...thinking ahead to summer...searching for that perfect spot on the lake they can call their own. Boats are visible too...fishermen, kayaker's, speedboater's cruising by...all indicators that winter is past and spring has it's foothold on these mountains.
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